Forcing his hand

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*Zac* I look as Astrid is standing in front of a line of young valet guys talking to them. “So we know you have been feeding addresses to your boss, the first one of you who tells us where Villum is right now gets a free pass”. Trying to read them, and figure out if any of them know more than they let off, I notice the guy on the end twitches slightly, the scent of his sweat also tells me he is more nervous than the others. “Nothing ?” Astrid says, giving them a last disappointed look. “Alright, take them in”. I get up, putting my hand on the nervous guy's shoulder. “Oh hold up just a second, it’s Friday ... that means you and your friends will be in lock up all weekend, at least''. “Fresh meat, and with a baby face like you, they're gonna love you in there”. Astrid says, smiling at

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